This choice: you see how she seems to scan the stain slowly, as if she's trying to record it • Go Back...Chapter #8you see how she seems to scan the stain slowly,... by: Neon   You take your place once more, hands at your sides as you watch the janitor struggle to her feet. She's shaking, her breath coming in ragged gasps. You wonder if she's ever seen anything like this before, or if she's just that nervous. "Is she new here? Why would anyone want to work in a place like this?" You think to yourself. The janitor seems to be very focused on the giant cum stain that was a student just moments ago. Even putting aside its her job, she seems to be enjoying the sight.
"Well, let's see if I can help you with your job, shall we?" You smirk, stepping forward. The janitor jumps at the sound of your voice, eyes darting between you and the mess. She nods quickly, almost too eagerly. "Great! Why don't you start with cleaning that up?" You gesture toward the cum stain with a flick of your wrist. "And then you can help me find another student to, uh..." You trail off, grinning. "You know."
You were half joking with her, that she'd help you find another student to eat, but her eyes shine a bit as you say it. She nods eagerly, not saying a word. It's clear she's not just here for the paycheck. She's here because she wants to see more. You feel a surge of power at the thought of having an accomplice in this little game. The janitor's presence means there will be more prey, and more opportunities for you to feed. And that means more growth.
You watch as the janitor kneels down, reaching out to grab a mop and a bucket. She's surprisingly strong, quickly and efficiently cleaning up the mess you left behind. You can't help but feel a bit of admiration for her. She's not just a janitor, she's a survivor. She's found a way to make the best of her situation, and that's something you can respect.
As she works, you casually saunter down the hall, scanning the area for potential prey. Your eyes land on a student huddled in a corner, sobbing quietly to themselves. They look small and fragile, just the sort of thing that would be easy to swallow whole. You nudge the janitor, motioning for her to follow you. She nods, setting aside the bucket and mop and quickly falling into step behind you.
You approach the sobbing student, watching as they flinch at the sound of your footsteps. You crouch down in front of them, smiling reassuringly. "Don't worry," you whisper. "I'm here to help you." The student looks up at you, their eyes filled with fear and confusion. You reach out, gently caressing their cheek. "I'll make it all better."
The janitor hovers nearby, her breath quickening. You can see the hunger in her eyes, the anticipation of another meal. It's not just the food that she craves, though. She wants to be a part of this, to see more students fall under your control. You can feel the power you have over her, the control you exert over this entire school.
You glance down at the student, considering your options. They're small, barely more than a mouthful. But you could use them as bait, lure in other students with their fear and despair. You smile at the thought, feeling a shiver of excitement run down your spine. "You know," you say casually, "you don't have to be afraid." You lean in closer, letting your breath flick against their ear. "There's someone here who wants to help you."
The student whimpers, shaking their head violently. "No," they whisper. "Please, don't leave me alone." You smile reassuringly, wrapping an arm around their shoulders. The janitor leans in closer, her breath hot against your neck. You can feel her anticipation, her need to see more. "That's a good boy," you murmur. "Just relax and let it happen."
Slowly, you guide the student forward, pressing their body against yours. The janitor watches, her eyes glazed over with desire, as you begin to open your mouth wide. The student's terrified eyes meet hers, and for a moment, you see understanding flash across their face. They struggle weakly, but it's too late. With a gentle push, you guide them into your waiting mouth.
The taste of their flesh is intoxicating, a mixture of fear and desperation that sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. You swallow them whole, feeling their warmth and life fade as they disappear into your gut. The janitor lets out a moan, her hands clenching into fists as she watches you devour your prey. You can feel her need growing stronger, her desire to be a part of this becoming unbearable.
You stand, wiping your lips clean with the back of your hand. The janitor's gaze is fixed on you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "There's more where that came from," you whisper. "And I think they're starting to notice." You nod toward the end of the hall, where a group of students have gathered, their eyes wide with fear and curiosity. "That's the first time I tried eating somone instead of cock voring. Let's try to fill my balls up with the next one"
You stalk toward the students, your predatory grace unsettling them even more. The janitor follows close behind, her steps eager and hungry. As you approach the group, you see a few students huddled together, whispering in fear. "It's okay," you murmur, your voice gentle despite the predatory intent beneath the words. "I'm here to help."
The students fall silent, their eyes darting back and forth between you and the janitor. You can see the fear in their expressions, the knowledge that they are helpless against you. You smile, revealing your sharp teeth, and the students shudder. "Come with us," the janitor urges, her voice rough with desire. "It'll be alright."
Slowly, the students begin to edge closer, their bodies trembling with fear. You reach out, gently touching the shoulder of one of the students. They flinch, but don't pull away. The taste of their fear is intoxicating, and you know that the janitor is close to losing control. She watches, her breath hot against your neck, her hands clenching into fists at her sides.
You take another step closer, drawing the student even nearer. You release your rapidly building erection , your monster sized cock is hungry. "Touch it"
The student's eyes widen in fear as you guide their trembling hand toward your cock. "Don't be afraid," you whisper. "It's just like touching yourself, only better." You feel the student's fingers tentatively brush against the head of your cock, and a shudder of pleasure runs through you. The janitor watches intently, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she sees the power you hold over the students.
"That's it," you encourage, pressing yourself against the student's body. "Let your hands explore." As the student begins to stroke you, their touch growing more confident and eager, you feel the tension building inside you. You can see the desire in the janitor's eyes, the need for release that is almost painful to witness. You know she's close, and with each passing moment, the temptation to give in to her becomes almost unbearable.
But you can't forget why you're here. Your here to "cock vore". Your dick, now a sufficient lengh, is already beginning to swallow her arm. You let out a moan, feeling the soft, warm flesh of her arm sliding down your shaft. You grab her other arm, forcing her to lean forward, and then guide her other arm towards your mouth. "That's right," you purr, your voice thick with desire. "Let me show you how good it feels to be a part of me."
The students in the hall watch, transfixed by the sight of their friend being slowly devoured by you. The janitor's eyes are closed, her breath coming in ragged gasps as you take her fully into your mouth, her arm disappearing up to the elbow. You feel the tip of your tongue stroke against her wrist, and the taste of her skin sends a shiver through you.
You grab the other student, pressing their body against the janitor as you begin to feed them to her as well. The feel of their soft flesh sliding against yours and the janitor's is overwhelming, and you can feel the power you have over them all. You glance up at the students watching, your eyes meeting the wide-eyed gaze of another student. They hesitate for a moment, but then they step forward, their body trembling with fear and anticipation.
You guide them closer, feeling the heat of their skin against yours. As they reach out to touch you, their fingers brushing against the head of your cock, you groan, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure through you. The janitor's breath hitches in her throat as she watches this new student begin to explore your body, their touch growing more confident and eager.
The student's touch sends a shudder through you, and you feel the tension building inside. You can feel the janitor's need for release, her body pressed against yours, her skin slick with sweat. "your balls are getting so full" she moans, her voice thick with desire. You glance down at your swollen sac, feeling the weight of an entire student inside, anticipating being digested and converted to sperm.
As the janitor continues to feed the students to your engorged shaft, filling your balls with body after body, you can feel her need for release growing more and more urgent. She presses her body against yours, her breasts flattened against your chest, her hips grinding against your thigh. You can feel her breath hot against your neck, her moans vibrating through your skin. Her hands holding on your still voring shaft, massaging it so it can widen its maw even more.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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